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Thursday, December 20, 2012

Parent of the Year

I don’t understand the popularity of this article about yet another
woman with a creepy kid who has probably spent his life in front of a TV or a
video game or both. She proudly exclaims in the title that she is the mother of
the diseased little bag of feces who murdered the children in Connecticut—or at
least at one with her because she, too, has a mentally ill child.Her little prick
pulled a knife on her one day and then when he called her a stupid bitch she
put her foot down by grounding him from electronics for the rest of the day (I
assume by “electronics” she means disgustingly violent video games). The rest
of the day? How about keeping him away from electronics until he’s 18? “We
still don’t know what’s wrong with Michael. Autism spectrum, ADHD, Oppositional
Defiant or Intermittent Explosive Disorder have all been tossed around at
various meetings.” I’m no doctor and I have too much common sense to invent
medical names that are complete bullshit but let me throw this out there: maybe
the kid just has really, really shitty parents, parents who allow their
children to waste away in front of an electronic screen for half of their lives.
If I had a kid of my own I wouldn’t want them to be anywhere near this woman’s
maladjusted animal.

From the author’s profile we learn that, “Liza Long is an
author, musician, and erstwhile classicist. She is also a single mother of four
bright, loved children, one of whom has special needs.” By “special needs” I’m guessing they mean a
padded cell. She gives a description of herself as well. “‘I'm a Luddite. I
haven't had tv in years. But grateful to NBC news for sharing an important
story.” Why are people always so proud of the fact that they don’t have a TV?
It’s not like that automatically makes you interesting or well-read. Of course,
she has a Twitter account and she wonders how anyone survived before
Smartphones, as if these things are intellectually superior to TV. If she’s
such an anti-television hippie why is it so traumatic when her son is
threatened with the loss of “electronics” for part of a day? On her Twitter
account she seems impressed that her car of eight year old children are
discussing text applications. That would creep me the fuck out and I would
immediately drive the kids to a park and make them play in the sunshine for an
entire day without hand-held devices.Call me old school but had my parents given me a partial-day ban from “electronics”
it wouldn’t have fazed me one bit.

Adam Lanza's mother, the shit excuse for a parent of the evil little monster responsible
for the Connecticut massacre, also seemed like she was vying for the prize of
Worst Mother in History. She obviously had a psychotic little shit for a son
yet she had a house full of guns and she shared her gun fetish with her diseased
offspring.The parents were divorced but
I would also hold the father responsible for the heneious acts of his son. Are
we to believe that he wasn’t aware that his son was evil and that his ex-wife was
training him to be a more efficient mass murderer by instructing him in the use
of firearms?

I don’t even understand why these people have children in
the first place. They are obviously not up to the task of rearing them. The
author of this article seems to think that it’s perfectly acceptable for her to
unleash her version of evil into the world and seems unwilling to accept a
shred of responsibility that her child is the way he is because she failed as a
parent. I’m not saying that this is that case with all mentally ill children
but I suspect that faulty parenting accounts for most of it.

2 comments:

Yeah, wouldn't you know it, these silly suburban marms of the meritocracy never expected their perfect little offspring to be as sociopathic as those filthy little black boys in urban coontowns far, far from the suburbs, and good riddance at that.

They did everything right, reading to them in the womb, feeding them a nutritionist's dream diet, playing them gentle Rafi records and reading them sweet white-bread children's stories, telling them constantly how special they are, and lo an behold, their little darling is turning into a teenaged psychopath who could potentially generate a body count greater than any crack-slinging jig they arm themselves against like that creepy Lanza kid's crazy mother. How ironic that Mrs. Lanza's own armory she built to defend herself against the negro horde was turned against her by her darling little wack job son.

I heard some "experts" (FBI profilers, journalists who have "been there" before, psychologists and psychiatrists familiar with similar events) on MSNBC the day of the shooting. Like all of the nitwits at other networks, they were spit-balling this and that, speculating (ad nauseam) about situations and scenarios, while waiting to "report" each incremental piece of informational minutiae, play by play. One guest, waxed on about how "safe this middle class community" was and how "horrific" that it "happened here." As we all know, Newtown is far from middle class. And, because of that, Newtown while considered safe by many statistical measures is indeed "safe." However, setting aside the violence visited upon those poor adults and children in this sleepy little village, I couldn't help but think how much other violence emanates from American bedroom communities like this one; the inward violence superimposed on the residents because of their sick living arrangements (completely disconnected from the rest of their surroundings) and they outward violence thrust upon others due to the occupational choices these people prefer (in order to remain disconnected from others). It may sound sick, but this thought ran through my mind just hours after the massacre: "How many future bankers and hedge fund managers just died in that elementary school?"